Category: Poetry
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Untitled – a Poem by D. Lee
for the unnamed I’m baffled by you, tiny monsoon. You come into my womb, and destroy me. Not a fight or a flaw, but a heartbeat I saw was all that it took to deploy me. Whose future was it I so lightly dismissed, when kissed, I let him enjoy me? Was it yours, little…
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To an unborn child…by G. Mramor
You will be a great explorer
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One loved…by G. Mramor
I. Where is your passion now, one loved?
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new message – poem by p chatelain
new message i had a dream that i went to your doorstep unannounced.
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Four Letter Word.
I took those stairs every day and used my imagination. they stretched up and over like an iron hilltop above pits of trash and fragile patches of grass, abandoned train tracks, the weathered graveled path in a silent part of New York City. What was I to do when this was the quickest way home…
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You are a hero…by G. Mramor
You are a hero
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Foreward.
If I were a painter, I would paint it in all its colorless glory, all its stillness. I would use the tiny space of my canvas and make it bigger somehow, draw the lines without boundaries, detail the faces in the abstract so only I could tell yours apart from mine- your face in a…
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Show Candy in Rota – Poem by M Saunders
SHOW CANDY IN ROTA Melissa Denice Saunders is a poet, writer, artist and musician born and raised in Boston, Massachusetts. She began her career as a published author penning an advice column in a local alternative weekly newspaper; later as a contributing writer. She currently lives with her son, Carver Magnus, in Olympia, Washington. I.…
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Epilogue Poems by V Andre
Vinca Andre is a pen name that the poet took after fleeing from her small village in Pakistan where she was being brutally harassed for reading and writing English. As it ended (epilogue)
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A Think – Poem Submission by S Roth
Sy Roth comes riding in and then canters out. Oftentimes, the head is bowed by reality; other times, he is proud to have said something noteworthy. Retired after forty-two years as teacher/school administrator, he now resides in Mount Sinai, far from Moses and the tablets. This has led him to find words for solace. He spends…